He Qi's defeated look made Cheng Jinrong amused.

Cheng Jin couldn't help laughing, pursed his lips and smiled, his pretty face as if flowers were blooming, shining with crystal light: "It's getting late, you go back first."

He Qi said goodbye reluctantly: "Okay, then I'll leave now, fiancée."

Cheng Jinrong was amused again and said angrily: "Good mouth and smooth tongue."

He Qi laughed in a low voice and said, "You can also call your fiancé and listen."

Cheng Jinrong smiled and spat at him: "It's fine to have a show in front of others, but I shouted in private. I cut your tongue with a sharp blade."

After a while, He Qi stepped out of the yard.

In the dark night, his eyes and eyebrows were filled with pleasant smiles.

Fiancée, these three words are very pleasant to hear.

It's right to do a show now. But who said that fake show can't come true? Maybe there is no need to wait three years, so Cheng Jinrong nodded and married him...

Oh, why is the moonlight tonight so beautiful!

He Qi's steps became lighter and lighter until he stepped into the palace and faced the saint, and he restrained all his smile. He adjusted his expression and bowed with gratitude: "For what to do tonight, thank you for your impartial decision and let Medical Officer Cheng clear his grievances. The last general will serve as Medical Officer Cheng, thank you for yourselves."

The anger in Emperor Xuan He's heart had dissipated most of the time, and he said lightly: "Forget it, this matter has passed, so there is no need to mention it."

It is because Princess Shouning is stupid, and it is really no wonder Cheng Jinrong.

But no matter how stupid he is, he is his daughter. After Emperor Xuanhe scolded and punished Princess Shouning, he was not in much better mood. Hearing Cheng Jinrong's name, it became a little harsh.

However, since Cheng Jinrong is He Qi's fiancée, he must be a little lenient.

More importantly, Du Tidian, who was calm and composed, said in person that Cheng Jinrong might be able to cure his long-distance disease. No matter what, Cheng Jinrong had to stay in the palace.

He Qi passed the test safely and thanked him again.

...

After such a fuss tonight, Emperor Xuan He was in a dark mood and did not call the concubines to bed. He took a shower and changed his clothes and then took a break.

The imperial guards took turns to serve.

He Qi will participate in autumn hunting tomorrow. He doesn't need to be on the night, so he will go back to his residence after walking. A familiar young man suddenly sounded behind him: "He Qi! Stop!"

He Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around, and looked at Pei Zhang, whose eyes were filled with anger and pain: "What advice does Captain Pei have?"

He Qi and Pei Zhang were in a disagreement, and it was a tacit secret among the guards in the imperial court. He Qi was one level higher than Pei Zhang's official position, and Pei Zhang called He Qi's name directly, which was already disrespectful.

A group of imperial guards looked over frequently.

Pei Zhang finally didn't lose all his reason: "I have something to tell you."

He Qi nodded slightly: "Okay, follow me."

The residences of the imperial guards were very close to the emperor. He Qi and Pei Zhang were both confidants of the emperor, and their residences were the best. They were not inferior to those of Jinning Hou Pingxi Hou and others.

Jinning Hou Pingxi Hou and others were hereditary titles and won the title of emperor with their military achievements. The imperial guards were mostly brave and outstanding young men and had not yet been on the real battlefield. By working with the emperor, they received such treatment. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as one step to reach the sky.

Pei Zhang entered He Qi's yard and suddenly made a quick move without saying a word.

He Qi was prepared for a long time, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and punched him back. The two of them punched each other in the air, making a muffled sound. No one cried out, and no one retreated, and continued to fight silently.

He Qi's personal soldiers and guards were shocked when they heard the movement, and in a moment they surrounded them.

He Qi ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone is retreating. Without my instructions, no one is allowed to approach."

In just two sentences, the two fought several more moves.

Pei Zhang made a quick move, his fists and feet were extremely fierce.

He Qi flashed like lightning, and his fists were as cold as a knife.

The guards looked at each other and quietly retreated to the side. One of them was particularly tall and his eyes were shining with dark light. It was He Qingshan.

The dark night covered all He Qingshan's expression.

Everyone has their own unknown secrets. He Qingshan’s story is nothing special.

He was the son of the He family general. He practiced martial arts since he was a child. When he was a teenager, he went to war with He Lin and He Song. On the battlefield, He Song saved He Qingshan from the enemy's sword.

On the battlefield, it is common for comrades to save each other. The young man He Qingshan hid his life-saving grace in his heart, and secretly vowed to repay this kindness.

Later, He Song followed He Lin to the border, and he was left at the Duke of Pingguo's Mansion to be a family general. The second wife Zheng secretly found him...

He has lived for forty years. This life will be given to He Song, who saved his life tomorrow!

...

Half an hour later.

Pei Zhang's surging anger and unwillingness did not dissipate under the fierce fist wind, but instead surged more and more intensely. His whole body was sweating profusely, and his body, which had been exhausted for a day, did not know where to get the strength.

Pei Zhang wanted to go crazy, but He Qi didn't want to be with him anymore.

He Qi glanced at the sky, kicked Pei Zhang in the shoulder.

Pei Zhang was in pain and couldn't help but retreat. He wanted to pounce again, but was completely defeated by He Qi's cold words: "Pei Zhang, you could have rushed to stand up to save her tonight."

Pei Zhang: "..."

Pei Zhang's face was pale and suddenly lost all his strength. He stood like a wood carving without moving.

"At that time, you were hesitant and scared," He Qi's cold voice came into Pei Zhang's ears: "So, you lost completely. This is your own choice, so why are you unwilling to accept it?"

"You want to come to me, I will always accompany you. However, even if you fight for a night, it will not change the facts."

Pei Zhang closed his eyes hard and forced the warm liquid in his eyes to retreat.

yes!

At that time, if he had not hesitated and feared, if he could stand up in time, then he could save Cheng Jinrong. The family feud between him and Rong's cousin might have a little chance of being resolved.

It was him who missed the last chance.

Now, he came to He Qi to take action, and winning or losing was useless. It would only make He Qi despise him a little more.

The eyes were blurred.

Tears still overflowed from their eyes.

Pei Zhang turned around and walked out.

He Qi no longer looked at Pei Zhang and turned around and took a step.

When passing by He Qingshan, He Qi glanced out of the corner of his eyes and sneered in his heart. He Qingshan was indeed patient and waited for several days without moving. It was obvious that he had to wait for the best time.

He hunted for several days, and today he fought with Pei Zhang again, exhausted his energy. Even if he had a rest for a night, he would not be able to recover. Tomorrow's physical strength will definitely not be as good as usual.

Furthermore, Yuan Silan was injured in her left arm and wanted to withdraw from Qiuhunting. Pei Zhang was in a state of despair and would never be in good condition tomorrow. If he lost his opponent, he would relax tomorrow.
Chapter completed!